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  1. Here's a quick preview of my new, kinky story, "Smooth Operator" that just went in the queue at all three sites. =========================== Straight to voicemail. Jason ended the call without leaving a message and sighed. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid, he silently chided himself. Of course, he couldn’t have known that Sheila would react the way she did. He never would have guessed that revealing his shaving kink would freak her out. Obviously, it had. The look on her face had spoken louder than words. He’d told her to forget he brought it up, and she said it was fine, but then said she wasn’t feeling well and went home not long after. She hadn’t answered a text or phone call since. Alternately mad at her and himself, he’d tossed and turned all night, and then spent most of the morning pacing through the apartment. His phone rang, and he looked to see it was Sheila. Nervously, he answered, “Hello.†“Hi.†After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, he asked, “Are you okay?†“I... I don’t know.†“I’m sorry. Just forget I ever brought it up,†he apologized. “I can’t. I just... I never thought you would... It’s just so weird.†“It’s not important. It’s just a silly fantasy. It’s not like it’s something I need.†She sighed, and after a pause, said, “I’m sorry I haven’t been answering. I need some time.†“Are you breaking up with me?†he asked. “No. Of course not. I’ll text you, okay?†“Sheila...†“I’m sorry. I just can’t even right now.†“Okay. I...†he trailed off before finishing with love you because the line went dead. He looked at the display in disbelief and muttered, “Are you fucking kidding me?†He tossed his phone on the couch in irritation. It only got worse a couple of hours later. He hadn’t been out or spoken to anyone about the whole affair, but text messages and phone calls from his friends checking in on him confirmed that word had gotten out. Nobody had yet mentioned what had started the whole thing, but then again, he doubted any of them would be callous enough to do so if they had heard. At least word that he didn’t want to talk about it spread just as quickly, and people left him alone. By the time evening rolled around, he was too emotionally exhausted to be anxious or angry, and ended up sitting on the couch in the dark, half-listening to music. A knock on the door broke his reverie. He remained on the couch, afraid it was another friend coming over to check on him. Even worse, it could be Sheila. He was in no frame of mind to make up with her after she’d aired their dirty laundry to at least one person with a big mouth. He needed a little time. At least a chance to try to sleep on it. A second knock sounded, and he reluctantly got up. The music playing made it fairly obvious he was home. No matter who was at the door, not answering it was probably going to make it worse. When he opened the door, his brow furrowed, because it was nobody he expected. It was Sheila’s younger sister, Jamie. “So, my sister’s being a real bitch, huh?†Jamie said by way of greeting. He stood staring, wondering why she was there. It was unlikely Sheila had sent her, because the siblings didn’t get along very well. Jamie grinned and chuckled before asking, “Can I come in?†“Uhm... Yeah. I guess.†He let her in – still perplexed. Jamie barely waited for the door to close before she started in. “I knew something was up when Sheila came home to do laundry this morning. She was acting all weird. So, I kind of eavesdropped on her when she was on the phone.†He watched her sit down on the arm of the couch, and at a loss for what to do, remained where he was. He asked, “Do you know who she was talking to?†She shrugged. “No clue. Anyways, she said you had a thing for watching a girl shave her pussy. Creeped her out, I guess.†Jason involuntarily groaned and reached up to rub his temples. Even though he assumed that had gotten out as well, hearing it confirmed was another thing. Jamie continued without missing a beat. “Like I said, she’s being a real bitch. I don’t think it’s creepy. It’s kind of hot, actually. I’ll do it for you.†His hand fell to his side, his eyes widened, and his mouth dropped open. He gave a shake of his head and asked, “What?†“I said, I’ll do it for you. I think it’s hot.†With that, she reached into her purse, pulled out a lady’s razor, and twirled it in the air. “Nobody else ever has to know.â€
  2. Preview of a Lushstories exclusive quickie. It's in a contest, so feel free to go give it a vote ( even though the winners are primarily determined by a panel of judges as opposed to score ) http://www.lushstories.com/stories/quickie-sex/wash-away-the-blues.aspx =============== When he awakened, Brad had a raging hard-on and a smile on his face. It didn’t last long, though. The smile and the vivid dream about Cathy faded, dissolved by the beeping of his alarm. He kicked off the covers in frustration, knowing he had to get over it before his meeting. Somehow, he had to summon up the energy and motivation to put on the charm. As frustrating as this trip was – the first extended absence from his wife – it was also a stepping stone. If he pulled this off, there was a distinct possibility of a promotion in the near future. It was cold comfort in the empty, unfamiliar bed, though. The company had at least put him up in a nice place. The coffee had started brewing to be ready when his alarm went off, thanks to a timer. A few minutes later, he laid out his clothes in preparation for a shower with a welcome boost of caffeine. A tone sounded from his phone and he checked the one word message, “Up?†“Getting in the shower now. Thanks. Love you,†he quickly tapped out before heading to the bathroom. She had saved his bacon more than once with those texts and phone calls. Morning person were the last words anyone would have ever used to describe him. Of course, it also reminded him that he still had to spend at least one more day without her. Shaking that thought away, he climbed in the shower and let the warm cascade of water wash over and invigorate him for a few minutes. At last beginning to feel human, he lathered up his hair, and then leaned into the spray to rinse it away. Brad started and cried out when arms wrapped around him from behind. Soap stung his eyes as he spun to behold the last thing he would have ever expected. Cathy giggled and said, “I couldn’t have timed that any better.†He could only stare in near disbelief as the spray began to hit her and run in rivulets down her body. She lifted one hand to smooth her rapidly dampening red hair while the other caressed its way down from her neck to her large, beautiful breasts. He finally found his voice after a few moments. “Cathy? But how did...†She stepped closer, biting her lower lip in the sexiest way. “You don’t have much time. Are you going to ask questions, or are you going to fuck me?â€
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